3LW LYRICS - Put Em Up

"Put Em Up"



[Verse 1]

i saw this guy 6 foot 3, talking on his cellie, looking at me, i liked his vibe, the magnul

eyes, (oh yea, mmm mmm) across the room, the way he moved, looking all hot in them timbaland boots,

i liked the things, the things he do, (oh yea, mmm mmm)



[Hook]

you know its time for dancing, tonight if you wanna take a chance and, my single ladies need some

attention, i wanna see the fellas make a move, throw it up, give it up dont stop



[Chorus:]

(put em up) if you got money in the bank and your own credit cards and a drop to sit in

(let me see you put em up) if you got a clip on your cash when you go to the club and you get in 4 free

then (let me see you put em up, put em up 4 me) if u makin money with class and you win a booket

and you know how to treat em (let me see you put em up) maybe we can go away ride in my escalade

until that saturday



[Verse 2]

sexy boy, come with me, daddy i got the things you need, what's you favorite food, caramel creme, then

you need to take, take a piece of me, give me all your information, technology nor

communication, and i really like the way your thoughts shine, (oh why, oh why)



[Repeat hook and chorus]



[3lw]

feel me (feel me), throw yo hands up(hands up) you got me (got me) its time to party

everybody feel me, you brought that good stuff, then lets just get it krunk till you can get

enough, get enough



[Rap]

east coast rockin it, west coast stay rockin, rockin

3l dub shakin all my fellas watchin, watchin, its a dude cuz im missin ya, put ya damn hands up

like im friskin ya, compliments to the chef cuz ya lookin scrumpcious, do u want it, bump it,

wiggle in the middle who done thunk it?

i hear a girl can mack the plane anet naughty by double eye 3l dub

dammit, what i see i need i like, cons 4 life how yall feelin iight, put ya hands on her hip you

betta punch it right, that means if you aint feel it then you aint touchin right, its the game

and the fame that makes the ladies want it, i can pull up in a hooptee with with a donut on it, im

2 street you too sweet to fight its never too mant to me to nite, i stay thuggin, keep the

ladies lovin it a party aint a party if u aint 3l dubbin it



[Repeat chorus until fade out]